My hometown is having its annual Alumni Days celebration, with this year’s high school graduation last night, many classes from years past (including mine) meeting tonight at various venues, and this morning’s parade down Main Street. (Well, River Road, but it is the main street, so, close enough for government work.)
Antique cars and hot rods to clear the roads.
A local color guard to present the colors.
The high school pep band playing the high school song. I was astonished to hear a bunch of my classmates singing along. We have a school song?
The old alumni groups, primarily those with an anniversary that’s some multiple of five. Here are those having their 60th anniversary reunion…
…the 55th anniversary reunion, and so on. I don’t recall seeing a float for the 35th, the 15th, the 5th (they’re too young still), or the 40th. I know that there wasn’t a float for the 40th, because that’s us and we’re the slacker class (and damn proud of it!) Maybe we’ll get our act together for the 50th. Maybe.
The new kids on the block as far as alumni are concerned.
Lots of the usual little local social and fraternal groups.
Some playing fife and drums, some more exotic instruments.
John Deere tractors from someone’s farm, pulling…
…the local Red Hats Ladies. Go, Red Hats Ladies!
Clowns on motor scooters.
The local fire trucks, all shiny and clean. (See what your tax dollars are being spent on!)
All of the local volunteer fire departments showing off their gear.
And yes, that WAS a guy with a goat on a leash.
Gotta love the rural, small town parade!
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